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springcecilias · 3 years
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Losing Venti Headcanons
Reader dealing with Venti's death
Warnings- Death
Hi, so I got finished writing this and then my computer crashed, so that was oh so lovely. Anyways, my askbox is open, so feel free to send in anything you'd like to see. I think it's turned on anyway-
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It wasn't only a surprise to you, but to everyone as well.
I mean, Venti the bard? The charismatic soul that freely wandered the streets of Mondstadt just suddenly gone?
It did hurt you the most though, losing your lover and all.
He sacrificed himself to protect the nation he held so dear to his heart, and nobody even knew about the sacrifice he'd made.
You didn't either. Not until it was too late, that is.
The day it happened, you watched in terror as the wind suddenly stopped around you, painting the world in what seemed to be a still picture.
And for a good, long while after that, your world had stopped just as the wind had that day.
You found yourself at Starsnatch cliff often, your fingers mindlessly strumming the strings of Der Frühling as you tried to replicate the songs he would so effortlessly play.
It was never quite the same though.
After a month or so, you had a revelation one night.
This isn't how he would have wanted you to live your life.
He would have wanted you to live out your life as though there were nothing holding you back from what you wanted to experience. Like you were free.
But it was difficult to do those things when the two of you had planned to do them together.
Your mind would keep replaying the past.
His smile as he would listen to you babble on about the places you wanted to go. How his eyes would light up whenever he talked about the things he'd seen in the world.
You decided you'd do them anyways, even if it hurt.
And with time, it started to hurt less.
Eventually, you could say you weren't only doing things for him, but because you wanted to as well.
The next time you come back to Mondstadt from your travels, you find yourself at Starsnatch cliff again.
A breeze blows by, carrying the smell of cecilias and apple, and you smile.
For once, you're not afraid of the old memories that resurface to your mind.
And for the first time in a very long while, you're at ease.
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springcecilias · 3 years
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Hu Tao Meeting and Dating Headcanons
f.General headcanons for meeting and dating Hu Tao
Hu Tao x gn! reader
Please, this is so long, I’m so sorry-
Warnings - mention of death, funeral
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Meeting
She’s totally the type of person to run up to a stranger and hold their hand.
Imagine you’re just going about your business in Liyue one day when suddenly, this random girl dashes up to you and takes hold of your hand.
Needless to say, you’re caught a bit off guard.
Honestly, your first thought was that you were getting robbed. Or that this girl was horribly confused.
Your eyes meet a brilliant scarlet and you blink in surprise. You didn’t expect a solemn day such as this to careen in the direction of making new friends.
You keep walking to go about your business, having stopped when this person latched onto you, and she followed.
I mean, she’s gotta make sure clients are taken care of, doesn’t she?
Even if you don’t know that you’re a client yet.
You see, you caught her eye when you passed by carrying a bouquet of qingxin and glaze lilies, a frown on your face.
Honestly, she was amazed that you didn’t shake her off when she first latched on.
You just didn’t have the energy.
You stopped by a few places, most notably Xinyue Kiosk and the Blacksmith’s.
She made conversation with you the entire day, making playful jabs at some of your choices in food, or the odd request of a dagger with a blade made specifically from noctilucous jade. She even got you to mile a few times.
Honestly, at this point, Hu Tao thought you were just planning some elaborate birthday party.
Then you finally stopped at Wangsheng Funerl Parlor.
Oh, so that’s what this was.
You took a moment to breathe, Hu Tao watching you curiously, before pushing open the door and entering.
 As soon as you stopped to look around, she put herself behind the desk, asking you how she could help. A little too enthusiastically at that.
You blink at her, a little dumbfounded before laughing a little. Not really at anything in particular. It was just one of those situations where you couldn’t help it.
You explain your situation and Hu Tao immediately becomes startlingly professional with you. A stark contrast from the playful girl you had spent the entire day with.
A week later, the funeral went off without a hitch.
You sent off your father in a way you were happy with, knowing he would have been happy with it too.
You thanked Hu Tao
She grinned, telling you there was no need for any thanks. This was her job, and if her clients are satisfied, so is she.
Dating
The two of you became friends relatively quickly after the funeral, and you only grew closer from then.
That’s when feelings were caught.
The two of you were together in her office on a slow day. You were sitting in a chair, reading a book recommended you you by Xingqui, and she was filing paperwork.
Which was boring.
That’s why she wasn’t actually doing it. 
She tapped a pencil on a particularly uninteresting document, watching you read from across the room.
After a minute of being stared at, you laughed a little.
“Staring is rude, you know.”
She blinked, pushing the pencil down on the paper before standing up, placing her hands on her hips like she had come to some sort of world-changing revelation.
“I love you!”
You looked up, quirking an eyebrow. This was relatively normal behavior for her, but not typically when she was doing paperwork.
“I love you too?”
She squinted, not at all satisfied with what you said.
“No no, I mean I love you!”
She leaned forward from where she was standing behind her desk, staring at you intently.
Your face grew warm and your grip on the book tightened.
“Oh? And what do you mean by that?”
She grinned, striding over to your little spot in the corner where you sat.
She cupped your face with her hands, squishing your cheeks.
Her rings were cold. :(
“It means I wanna kiss you! And that’s distracting me from my work, so why don’t we fix that, okay?”
Your eyes widened and you felt your face grow warmer, which didn’t improve when she winked, leaning increasingly closer to where you were.
“Oh, okay-!”
You started dating after that.
She’s very touchy, and likes laying her head on your chest whenever you cuddle or hug.
And she likes holding your hand.
Sometimes, when you’re doing something, she’ll come up behind you and scare you, wrapping her arms around your shoulders or waist.
She’ll stay there for a while despite your half-hearted protests. Just watching you work, or staring unsettlingly at the person you’re talking with.
She’ll be extremely clingy with you when you’re with her at work, provided there aren’t any clients in the building. 
It makes Zhongli kinda uncomfortable, ngl.
Better you than him though.
She’ll give you little kisses on your nose, or boop it with her finger.
She’ll also kiss your hand, looking up at you through her lashes with a mischievous smirk.
She likes to play with your fingers, taking one of your hands in both of hers if you’re writing or talking with someone.
She’ll trace you’re fingers and trace the lines on your palms with the tips of her fingernails.
If you have any scars on your hands, she’ll give them gentle kisses.
She likes to mess up your hair, which is something you definitely protest when you’re out and about.
It’s easier for her to get away with it when you’re at home.
She’ll eventually fix it, running her fingers through your hair to get out the tangles.
It’d be pretty nice to be with her, provided you can coexist with her eccentric personality and tendency to prank people (yes, sometimes even you’re on the receiving end of some pranks).
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springcecilias · 3 years
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Kazuha NSFW Headcanons
Uhh, yeah, minors please don’t interact.
Warnings- fingering, sex, cock warming, afab reader
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Kazuha having you bent over a table, whispering flowery words in your ear as he touches you through your clothes.
“Oh, s/o, what’s this? You’re already so wet, just from thinking about me? I wonder what cute faces you’ll make when I slip my fingers into you… hmm, or better yet- maybe I’ll just take you properly.”
Hell separate himself from you after that, going about his business as though he wasn’t just rubbing your clit while whispering dirty little words into your ear
When you seek him out is when the fun really begins.
He’ll have you in whatever position you find most comfortable or want the most, but he prefers when he’s able to see your face.
Leaning down to kiss you while you moan into his mouth, nails digging into his skin. The thought sends him spiraling.
Hearing his name come from your pretty lips in such a lewd way encourages him to keep going.
He just loves you, okay? And that helps reassure him that he’s doing everything right.
There was one time in the middle of winter when you were feeling cold, and you wanted Kazuha to hold you. You wanted his warmth. You wanted him.
You got an idea.
He was sitting in a chair reading when you found him, and you eagerly made your way over, becoming more acutely aware of the slick in between your legs the closer you got to him.
You decided to wear a skirt for this occasion, also opting not to wear underwear.
He looked up and smiled, placing his book on a nearby table. He examined your face. You looked cute, waltzing up to him like that, hands behind your back as your skirt swayed with the rhythm of your steps.
"Ah, good morning s/o. You look-"
His face turned a light shade of pink when you undid his pants, and it only burned more when you sat down on his lap, taking him inside you.
He stumbled over his words, curling his fingers into the fabric of your skirt before he gripped your thighs, already preparing to pleasure you in whatever ways you wished.
You refused to move in any way though, content on your spot in his lap.
You cupped his cheeks, placing feather-light kisses all over his face.
He desperately wants friction, becoming increasingly more needy, but what can you do when your partner refuses to budge?
You'd better bet that as soon as you're satisfied with yourself, he's going to take his turn with you.
Please, Kazuha would be a god with his fingers, practically having you worship him before he's even finished.
He knows you far too well, quickly picking up on the little things he does with his fingers that makes you ache for more.
When your breath hitches, or when your fingers curl just a tad tighter into the bedsheets. You name it, he's caught it.
It really is just because he loves you though. He wants to make sure he's pleasuring you to the best of his ability.
He's just sweet like that. Lovingly resting his head on your shoulder when he presses a kiss to your collarbone, asking you if you're alright after long nights of passion.
He'll murmur words of praise and adoration against your skin as you fall asleep, holding you as he nods off as well.
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springcecilias · 3 years
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Sleeping Tides of Sea and Stars
Kazuha X gn!reader - oneshot
Did I really write something for Kazuha at 2am because I’m tired and in dire need of affection? You bet I did.
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A vast sea of stars was one thing you could always rely on while sailing out on the open ocean. Littering the night sky with hidden patterns and stories that you dutifully deciphered on nights that sleep evaded you. Each pattern had a story. Every star a meaning. Some were more apparent than others, or perhaps you were just tired.
You diverted your attention from the sky when you heard footsteps approaching, soft and light. Despite your tiredness, you smiled, turning to greet the person. Scarlet eyes met yours under the cover of stars, and you almost wondered if this could be a dream. The moonlight that illuminated him, casting his hair and skin in a silvery glow, certainly made you almost believe it was. Calloused fingers brushed across your cheek, lightly tapping the side of your face to bring you back to reality.
He wore a smile as he looked down at you, quietly humming in thought as you blinked yourself out of your daze. “Kazuha.”
“You’re still awake?”
The question made you shrug with a smile, turning your head slightly to place a kiss on the hand that was still cupping your cheek, “I had trouble sleeping.”
He nodded quietly, pulling you into his arms while you had a moment alone. Most days were spent buzzing around the ship as the two of you got your work done, passing by eachother at odd times of the day where all you could do was look and smile. Nod and keep moving. Quiet times like these were rare, precious even.
You felt your heart swell, breathing him in as your mind grew foggy both from how tired you were and the comfort Kazuha brought you. You sighed, sluggishly trailing your hand up his arm before tangling your fingers in his hair and gently tugging him down for a kiss.
He happily obliged, lips soft and warm against yours. This is what safety felt like, you decided. Here in the arms of the one you love the most, with the dangers of the world far from your hazy mind. You hummed happily, fingers curling into the fabric of his clothing. Kazuha pulled back enough to plant another kiss to your forehead, pulling you with him as he set off.
“Let us go get some sleep my beloved.”
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springcecilias · 3 years
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Masterlist
Mondstadt
Venti
Losing Venti Headcanons
Liyue
Hu Tao
Meeting and Dating Headcanons
Inazuma
Kazuha
Sleeping Tides of Sea and Stars (Oneshot)
Kazuha NSFW Headcanons
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